I may not be there yet, but the journey has begun!

The keyboard is at workAs words turn into sentencesAnd sentences to stanzasA poem takes formOne line after anotherOnly to be erased the very next moment

No words seemed enough To expressThe turmoil of her heartThe pains of her pastThe deluge of her memoriesThe sadness of her beingThe suffocation of unshed tears

A betrayal of sortsShe muttered in despairBut her words wouldn’t relentNot now they said

As she shed that long unshed tearUnable to witness the pain that she boreThe words came flowingTo relieve the sorrow that engulfed her heart

As she scribbled her thoughts awayIn the re-found company of her wordsShe felt a tinge of happiness walking her wayThe walk turned into a sprintAnd the sprint into a runBefore she could noticeShe was held her in tight embrace!